I Can't Believe It's Friday!

Thank heavens!

This has been a long week. A TOO busy week. And, I'm exhausted.

Hooray for weekend!

Tomorrow is a short week. Only three days to work. That's a HUGE relief.

What's everybody doing for the weekend?

What's everybody doing for Thanksgiving? Do you have a long weekend? How do you traditionally celebrate?

Everybody have a great day!

After the Excitement Comes Fear

I don't know why, but the day after I get a request for a partial or a screenplay or any kind of interest in my work, I shift from excitement to PANIC!

Don't get me wrong, I'm still excited, too, and the excitement will come back as soon as I print out the screenplay and take another proofreading, looking over it pass before I send it out. (Yes, I do that with EVERYTHING...just in case...no matter how many times it's been proofread and looked over.)

But, for now, I have that panic, too.

The panic is scary.

Which One Will It Be?

I was very tired when I went to sleep for a nap.

Kero and Bakura went to sleep with me, though Bakura insisted on giving me kitty kisses until he decided I just wasn't going to get up and kiss him back. (To my credit, I did pet him.)

I didn't sleep well. I kept waking up. Had little bits and pieces of dreams that I couldn't remember. They were like fleeting shadows...I could almost reach them, but not quite.

Then I had this very short, very POWERFUL dream. It left me filled with a sense of wonder and emotion, and heartbreak for the main character involved. And, then, it left me with a sense of rebuilding, of faith, and courage, and going on with life.

So, I got up, and I wrote down a few paragraphs, impressions from the main character's POV of the viewing in a funeral home. Her husband, someone she hadn't seen in several years, but still loved with an all-consuming love.

And, then, bits and pieces began to come together. And, some of the dream, I fear, will get lost...the emotional impact and perceptions of it. However, I have a skeletal story. Not a complete plot, but the emotional arc for the main character and a hint of backstory that I don't understand yet.

It's NOT speculative fiction. Almost everything I write is speculative. This is literary, and I have absolutely no idea where it came from. But, I know it was a gift to me, something I can write and explore, whether I ever do anything with it or not.

I know WHY it is and I'm thankful for it.

Now, I've got to decide whether it wants to be a novel. Or a screenplay. It could be either. It could be both.

I've started it as a novel, but I think I may plot it as both and see which calls to me with a more powerful voice.

I could never query something like this as a novel. Even if I ever get it written and even if it was good enough to query, I don't think I'll ever have another literary idea again. This one just came out of the blue.

And I thank the muse that it came. The story will hurt, but it will hurt in a good way. And, in the end, the character will emerge victorious.

Stolen From Lots of People

You are The Moon

Hope, expectation, Bright promises.

The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.

The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.

What Tarot Card are You?
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Boot Love

I found the most awesome pair of brown suede boots tonight. They lace and would match my fringed jacket and purse PERFECTLY.

Sigh.

The problem is that I can't really justify spending the money on them with Christmas coming up, bills to pay, rent going up on December 1, yada, yada, yada.

That won't keep me from going back and drooling over them, though.

I am so NOT a shoe person, but I loved these boots. :)